Roaming through shambles Hand in hand Our fingernails digging into palm To indicate our first first reaction Soaked my shoulder with your eyes I run through my head Without caution to find the words To get you to stop Sobbing I utter the phrases Of what we will build back up
Won't make the same mistakes again We will talk Won't pull away when One wants to show affection
Soaked your shoulder with my eyes Overwhelmed by emotion Overwhelmed with the feeling That everything will be ok Overwhelmed everyone will be Take these new songs of youth Because you are aware Write new songs for youth Because they rot inside.
It just showed up Bags in hand, bags in hand. It gives me chills How easy I thought it would be. So I let it in Bags in hand, bags in hand...